12 Days Before Christmas 11/27
On the nights following Thanksgiving, after the chaos has settled, I see the snow falling, graceful and calm, making me think of what will those magical 12 days will be with the hope that everyone will be, just as before, graceful and calm.
On the 12th day before Christmas, I pray on this Sunday morning that finals will go well, and the feeling of the cold will finally be settling within me. I keep the hope spark alight knowing the countdown has just begun.
On the 11th day before Christmas, Panic will be in its own reserved spot in my mind with final exams closing in. The spark of going back to a second home keeps the cold out, and the joy of Christmas slowly building.
On the 10th day before Christmas, I feel a sudden sigh of relief as my Calc final is over and English final portfolio finally done. Slowly I’m moving towards those days of being warm by the fire watching movies with people that mean something.
On the 9th day before Christmas, I see the days flashing before me as these finals slowly take over my social life, but the phone calls keep me together and in good spirit. I wonder what life is like without school worries for the next 2 weeks...
On the 8th day before Christmas, All finals are over, and I can feel the school days pass by like the snowflakes whizzing past my head, slowing down to dance in my mind, knowing what the near future may hold. What a truly Joyful time of the year.
On the 7th day before Christmas, It’s Friday, and as the thoughts of movies, double dates with friends, and hot coco in the late hours of the evening, life speeds up as my heart races to pack for the plane. What a truly amazing time of the year.
On the 6th day before Christmas, I check and double check, and nearly triple check everything in my possession that will be brought on the plane, leaving room knowing their family traditions and humbleness. What a time to be alive.
On the 5th day before Christmas, She seemed so eager to see me, with that smile on her face, that smile you only get when your mind and heart dance at the same rhythm. I could not remember the number of times I’ve tried to imagine her reaction up till this moment.This was a moment. Our moment.
On the 4th day before Christmas, She did not expect what happened, and broke down in tears of joy, filled with glee and amazement, there was no words spoken in those first few minutes. They need not be said. What a time to be speechless.
On the 3rd day before Christmas, That spark from before, such a faint and dim light, was finally connected. The lights were put up, the adventures, the moments shared over dinner, and the movie nights way into the night made that spark grow, and I knew this was definitely worth waiting since the summer.
On the 2nd day before Christmas, Oh the road trips begin, and although I know not where, I know where we go nevertheless will be filled with adventure, laughs to share for ages, and those moments I imagined oh so long ago. What a time to be connected once more.
On the day before Christmas, She shares her smallest memories and cute family traditions with me as the hours close in for Christmas is near. I cannot imagine the number of hilarious moments when we try cooking together, or shopping together with her family nearby to laugh at our misfortunes while baking. What a time to be near people that genuinely mutually care for each other.
On the night before Christmas, rather than opening presents we will open our minds to what lies ahead...
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